Rainy days in Berkeley are just terrible. Cold, gloomy, foggy, and melancholy than ever.The liveliness of the city vanishes away with icy rain drops. However one thing that a rainy day offers me is some time to ponder and wonder. When you start thinking about something, your thoughts start to follow the line of exponential growth and reach somewhere impossible to go back. It is always nice to have someone next to you either quietly listening or sharing her own thoughts.
11:30 PM. Too cold to enjoy the Saturday night but too early to just stay home starring at the screen of my laptop. So there I was, all perfectly geared up for a late night adventure to Cassie's.11:48 PM. Too late for a college girl to walk by herself. But whatever. This is why we have public transportation. 12:20 AM.Too good to be true. Home-baked blueberry scones and some green tea under the soft candle lights. AND our endless conversation for the night was just about to start. Nothing to hide and nothing to hold back.
Lame that we did not took a pic of blueberry scones! I am so gonna cook again and yours are already saved :) hmm
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